New White Snake Asking Immortals

People in Chunyang Palace can often see two Elder Bai appearing at the same time...

When encountering boring work, let the avatar stand, and occasionally appear in person, making it difficult for everyone to distinguish between real and fake white dragons, but every morning you can see the real white dragons standing on the edge of the cliff, puffing clouds and fog .

On the edge of the cliff, the cool white mist and mountain wind blows on the face.

The beautiful eyes look at the sea of ​​clouds, the red sun and the rising sun, floating and sinking, blooming thousands of golden lights.

snap~

Snap your fingers, and two translucent clones appear beside you.

It’s not the kind of lifelike scale clones that are purely two energy bodies. It would be very convenient to use spells rationally in life. For example, let the two clones help to clean up the thick and long hair on the top of the head at this moment, stand behind and use a peach wood comb to comb the hair, and take out a slender white cloth strip Tie it up at the back of the head, tie a bow neatly, and then take care of the clothes.

After finishing the work, the two translucent avatars turned into stars in the sky, and they had to do the rest by themselves. At dawn, Bai Yujun, who was good at keeping watch, found that the two sides were surging, and it was obvious that they had to do it today.

"Ah... the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop."

The toes flew up lightly, and a black anklet was exposed on the white ankle...

The spring breeze blows, and the sky can't be blown to chill.

The long-prepared battle between the two religions is finally about to kick off. Shenhua Mountain is towering and towering. More than ten thousand monks from both sides face each other in the air in front of the mountain.

A bolt of lightning pierces the darkness!

Boom~!

The spring thunder rises from Kyushu, and the wind and cloud will reach the sky.

Shenhua Mountain is shrouded in a huge Taiji star fighting circle, and the magic circle is moving to shake the sky and spread murderous intentions. In the dark sky, there is only a cloud hole in the sky above the Chunyang Palace of Shenhua Mountain. Everyone was amazed by the background of Chunyang Palace.

Longevity, thousands of miles of cool breeze, helping the universe to shake, auspicious clouds arching the fairy palace and treasure hall, are shining with gold and green, and they are the home of real immortals.

Ordinary disciples who couldn't participate in the battle stood in the sect on the top of the mountain and watched nervously.

Not only the monks but also the world's great families and martial arts heroes watched the excitement, and there were even many poets and travelers, all in order to witness the battle of the world's strongest!

There are more Western sects, but due to sect habits, except for a few disciples, the combat effectiveness is not strong.

Although the number of people in Chunyang is small, it is more refined. There are many elders who are not seen in ordinary times, and there are many real people who have never seen ordinary looks and wear rough sermon robes. They look ordinary and have no momentum. In fact, this kind of back-to-basics talent is the real master.

Mantian cultivator, the golden scene in the direction of the Western religion is the most beautiful and beautiful. Many ordinary poor people who don't know the truth have already started to kowtow to the direction of the Western religion. No matter what point of view, they are more like gods than Chunyang, calm and tranquil, You YouQi didn't know what to think, but he actually made a large golden cloud under his feet, but it was difficult for anyone who was a little confused not to kowtow.

Chunyang pays attention to Taoism and naturalness, and does not know how to manipulate such hot eyes. In some respects, he is a step behind.

Bai Yujun and Yang Muxuling stood beside Yu Rong, and when they saw each other being too arrogant, they blinked and showed a smirk...

Then, the golden clouds under the monks' feet suddenly turned into billowing black clouds, like a big demon haunting.

"..."

Countless people in the sky and the earth want to laugh but are afraid to offend the Western religion and dare not laugh, but the scene changes too fast. Before, the golden light is shining, and then the black clouds are billowing. The one who is good at summoning the wind and rain was done by the white flood dragon, so did the Western Sect, but it happened to stir up clouds and mist in front of the white flood dragon.

Bai Yujun whistled and looked around, pretending to have nothing to do with her.

Yu Rong smiled, reached out to touch a certain white head, and straightened some crooked jade crowns.

Peak Lord Qi Yun's indifferent face rarely showed a smile, Gan Wu nodded to Bai Yujun, Chu Zhe smiled, and Lian Tianxing turned to look at the other side.

The commotion on the opposite side cleared the clouds and mist, and an old monk with golden light flew towards this side driving a golden-winged roc.

I have to say that the golden-winged roc is very eye-catching, the golden color haunts the sky, even Bai Yujun almost believes that it is a fairy, although his eyes are fiercely staring at me, but I don't care, we can earn more by tearing the bird's wings.

Now it is not a demon king, but a mount of Western religion, not worthy of the title of demon king.

The old monk stood on the back of the golden-winged roc and came between the two sides. The golden-winged roc was huge. This was the first time Bai Yujun saw the real body of the golden-winged roc. Its wingspan was estimated to be more than 30 meters, as if it was a demonstration. Every time the wings are flapped, a strong wind will be blown in the direction of Chunyang, but there is no real person present to stir up any wind and waves.

The onlookers were all amazed at the foundation of the Western religion, who would not be envious of being able to use such a domineering monster as a mount!

"Chirp~!"

An eagle howled in the sky, and the old monk opened his mouth after gaining enough momentum.

"Fellow Daoist, can you tell me?"

Pretending to talk about faith and etiquette before the war is superfluous.

Lingxu Jiangli is not good at this kind of thing, and Zixu Qiyun is even more disdainful to talk nonsense with him. After all, only Qingxu Yurong can come forward to be polite.

Bai Yujun shrugged, took off the jade crown and tore off the white cloth, more scales appeared on her face...

Transformed into a giant white flood dragon, it didn't blow up gusts like a golden-winged roc, but it seemed like a fish in water. It circled around Yu Rong several times with four claws and swam in water, raised its head, and had a thick cuticle armor The dragon head with bone spurs is hideous and terrifying, with dense scales like white jade, fine bone spurs spreading from the back to the tail, and a long fluffy and soft spines tail.

Open your mouth wide and show your fangs and roar at the opposite side!

"Roar~!"

The amazing thing is that there is a faint dragon chant in it, which is more shocking than before. It scares the birds and beasts to tremble, and the golden-winged roc's eagle eyes are dignified.

Only Bai Yujun thought of the dragon soul who taught her dragon chant...

Bow your head so that Yu Rong can stand on top of your head. Back then, Master was besieged and injured by the remnants of the Western Sect and the Demon Sect in order to save herself. Bai Yujun still remembers this kindness. It doesn't matter what it is to stand on top of your head. People with such qualifications in this world definitely have a master. Naturally, the other party's use of the golden-winged roc to raise their aura would not make Master lose face.

Yu Rong smiled softly, stepped lightly on top of Jiaoshou's head and stood firmly.

The white dragon moved, kicked forward lightly, and then twisted and swam with four claws to move left and right. The tail of the dragon passed where the head of the dragon swam, and its posture was graceful and agile.

The blue sky soars to the dragon, only to hear the whistling wind piercing the sky.

Those who watched the excitement were even more shocked. Although Bai Jiao haunts the Central Plains, not many people have seen it with their own eyes. It's hard to ignore the shock in my heart when I saw the dragon swimming in the sky with my own eyes. Those ordinary people who didn't know what was going on knelt down to the dragon again...

Swimming to the opposite of the old monk and the golden-winged roc, Bai Jiao arched his body and raised his head in a defensive posture.

The imposing manners of both sides are obvious, the Western religion is too luxurious and dazzling, and the Chunyang Palace is mysterious and mysterious, and the mysterious wind is light and cloudy, and everyone has their own decisions in their hearts.

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